Farming in the Apocalypse: My Assassin Wife is Super Gentle 65

Chapter 65: We’re Willing to Do Anything

After signing the transfer contract, Zhang Tu explained the situation of the granary and the food warehouse to the two of them in detail.

Afterward, she took them to see the actual places.

“The granary can still hold on for now, but in another month or two, it probably won’t be enough. Besides the frozen meat in the food warehouse, there will also be some fresh meat. This is from the hunting teams that go out. Remember to check it carefully. And the vegetables that were stored before, they all have to be eaten during this time,” Zhang Tu said as she walked.

Zhang Can’er nodded in agreement.

“We’ve seen enough. Let me introduce you to two people. You’ll be in frequent contact with them in the future. One manages the meat, and the other manages the vegetables. They will give you a report every month,” Zhang Tu said and put on an earpiece, whispering something.

After waiting for a while, a man and a woman came over from behind.

“The girl is called Xiao Fan, and the boy is called Xiao Jing. Xiao Fan is in charge of the meat, and Xiao Jing is in charge of the vegetables. You will see each other often in the future. If there’s anything you don’t understand, you can ask them,” Zhang Tu introduced.

Zhang Can’er nodded. After a brief exchange, she went back with Zhang Tu.

After Zhang Tu left, Zhang Can’er lay on Wan Feng’s body and said with a bitter face, “Originally, I just had to farm. Now, I have to manage things as well. Sister Feng~ I want to spend more time with you. I’ve only just gotten together with you.”

Wan Feng held her waist and gently stroked her back, like stroking a cat.

“We can manage it together and be together all the time.”

“That’s different~”

“Then… what do you want?”

Zhang Can’er looked up, pouted, and pointed at her lips. “Kiss me. Every day, no less than ten times!”

Wan Feng was a little helpless, but in the end, she agreed.

After that, they lived a peaceful life for about a month.

Their daily work, besides managing the granary and food, was to watch over the kitchen, count the remaining ingredients, and other miscellaneous tasks. It was a very fulfilling life.

One evening, after Zhang Can’er and Wan Feng had finished counting the ingredients, they were about to leave.

But there was a slight movement in the small warehouse of the kitchen.

At first, Zhang Can’er didn’t notice. It was Wan Feng who heard it. The tiny footsteps were particularly amplified in the dead of night.

Zhang Can’er gave Wan Feng a look, and Wan Feng immediately understood. She climbed onto the roof.

After lifting a tile, she saw two black figures. She didn’t know what they were holding in their hands. It looked like a phone but was a little different.

Suddenly, the two figures both looked up at Wan Feng.

Wan Feng squinted her eyes and shot out two pebbles. The people below both cried out in pain. And at this moment, Zhang Can’er pushed the door open and turned on the light.

As the vision brightened, Zhang Can’er saw two women sitting in the middle.

One was wearing a casual red sportswear, and the other was wearing a plaid shirt and a pair of faded jeans.

The woman in the red sportswear had a more feminine appearance, and her skin was fairer, like a shut-in who rarely went out.

And the other woman in the plaid shirt was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses. Her short hair was tied up slightly, leaving a small tail. Her appearance was not beautiful, but not ugly either. Although her skin was not as fair as the person next to her, it was a shade fairer than an ordinary person.

Zhang Can’er frowned and looked at the two of them. It was a little too quiet for a moment.

The woman in the plaid shirt pushed up her glasses, pulled the person next to her up, and then looked at Zhang Can’er and said with some restraint, “Um, we were just hungry and wanted to steal something to eat.”

As she was speaking, the stomachs of the two of them rumbled at the right time.

Zhang Can’er and the already descended Wan Feng exchanged a look, both a little puzzled.

“What are your names? Which district are you from?”

The woman in the plaid shirt looked at the person next to her, sighed, and replied truthfully, “My name is Ke Yajun, and her name is Zhuang Jiayuan. We’re both from District Two of the farm.”

Zhang Can’er stared at them for a while, took out her earpiece, and was about to call someone to deal with it.

Seeing this, Ke Yajun immediately knelt down and pretended to cry. “Your Excellency, I’m begging you. Don’t send us to the confinement room. We haven’t eaten for two days, only drank some water. Please give us some food. We’re willing to do anything, even be your cattle and horses.”

Zhang Can’er’s hand paused, and she frowned, having a mental struggle.

Wan Feng glanced at her, a little helpless. Although her girlfriend’s kindness was not a big mistake, being kind indiscriminately in the apocalypse was not a good habit.

“Can’er, let others handle it.”

Zhang Can’er looked at her with a pair of innocent, big eyes, pleading her request.

Wan Feng forcefully turned her head away, not looking at her, showing her stance.

With no other choice, Zhang Can’er could only use her ultimate weapon. She leaned over and kissed Wan Feng on the face. When she pulled back, her eyes were as innocent as could be.

Then she held Wan Feng’s fingers and said coquettishly, “Sister Feng~ just this once, okay?”

Wan Feng was very helpless. She was both shy and angry and could only let her be.

“Last time.”

“Mhm.”

Afterward, Zhang Can’er brought the two to the kitchen and took out the remaining steamed buns for them.

The eyes of the two of them immediately lit up. They could eat them deliciously even with just plain water.

After devouring a large plate of steamed buns, the two of them finally had some energy, and their whole temperament changed a little.

Zhuang Jiayuan, who had been silent all this time, said thank you to Zhang Can’er.

“You’re welcome. Tell me, what’s going on in District Two? How can there be no food?”

Ke Yajun and Zhuang Jiayuan exchanged a look, both showing a difficult expression.

Ke Yajun, as if to embolden herself, drank a cup of water. After putting down the cup, she said, “Everyone knows that District Two has little land and many people. So the people living there don’t have much to do. Those who can get a share of the land basically have some connections. And ordinary people can only do odd jobs. It’s good enough to earn thirty Starshine Coins a day. And a meal costs ten Starshine Coins. As a result, many people have no food for the next meal after eating one.”

Zhuang Jiayuan sighed and continued her story, “This has led to many people fighting for jobs, no matter how dirty or tiring the job is, someone will do it. We were the first batch of survivors to move into District Two, so we were lucky enough to get a share of the land, and our lives were still manageable.

“But as more and more people came, more and more people set their sights on our land. Not long ago, our land was snatched away. They pressed our fingers and forced us to sign a transfer letter.”

Speaking of this, Ke Yajun subconsciously clenched her fists and couldn’t help but curse.

“Fuck them, a bunch of beasts! If we hadn’t threatened to kill ourselves, Jiayuan… Jiayuan would have been raped by that group of scumbags!” Ke Yajun couldn’t suppress the anger in her heart and slammed her fist on the stove. A scratch instantly appeared on her hand, and a trace of blood stained the stove.

Zhuang Jiayuan held her hand with heartache, her eyes slightly red. “Don’t be angry. Why hurt yourself for those people?”